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The little girl sentinel -9 sleeping Beauty ; The Girl Scout - 10 study It Good
The Girl Scout -11 Christ Within Out Bitch ; The fille Scout-12 Doctor Rosen
The Girl Scout -13 Papa and chiliad Daughter
The Girl Scout -14 examination sin
The Girl scout -15 Training and nurture
The missy Scout -16 political party
The young woman Scout-17 The Great Escape




His eye were glassy but seemed to keep on that surprised look.

Lisa had waited along time for her moment. It went back to her pack rape from
Lamont's nephew and his friend. She had not been locked up properly
and when she was left alone she was able to regain an extra key Lamont used
to lock up her strand. She also found a knife to hide by her bed.
She couldn't find a way out because everything was locked up.

She had waited for the redress clock time. Lamont would unlock her but it would be hard to
becharm him by surprise.It was heavy but she was patient.
Malik coming had forced her handwriting. He would have killed her.
Getting on top of her at the bed gave her the perfect opening. She used the tongue
like her Dad had told her. Don't hesitate, no regrets.

Lisa quickly looked for wearing apparel but could only feel some of the"whore apparel"Lamont made her wear
so she quickly washed and dressed. She had the key that somehow Malik had gotten to let herself out.
She found some old shoes and put on a coat

What was outside ? Where was she ? Where would she chance help ?

Lisa struggled to open up the door. The curl would not open. Panicked she struggled pushing and pulling
No No. Please Open.
Finally she was outside, first time in over a year. It was obscure with only faint building lights in the dark skittle alley. She stumbled in the night light source breathing the fresh air. The street was an old warehouse
The empty Street was littered with only a couple abandon elevator car as she walked along having no theme where she was going. Lisa heard a car behind her approaching slowly. Finally, she looked back to see an old Cadillac moving slowly down the street from behind.

Hey Bitch, How Much.
NO NO you got it wrong.
Hey whore, how much.
I am not a whore, you don't understand I….
You look like a roll in the hay bawd.
Lisa started to walk faster and faster.
Come-On bitch don't be hard to get. Maybe we should read some.
seminal fluid ON sweetie. The car door opened and a man jumped out.

Lisa ran down a side alley.
fucking gripe. working girl. cum on back.
The trumpet blew and they drove off.

Lisa could not believe it. Had the reality gone mad ?
She ran down the alley fashioning certainly to get away from the Cadillac.
She ran and ran. She could not be taken again.

Down the alley she ran to a cross alley. Blue brightness level flashed, a siren beeped shortly
and a smirch illumination lit up her path.

The police. OHHH. Finally, it was over. Oh OH. Lisa could not believe the relief.
She ran to the squad car and the buirdly serjeant-at-law. She saw his name tag, O'Malley,
a name she would never forget.

Oh am I glad to see you, I am….
sweep, she was pushed up against the wing of the car.
I gruff representative rang out.
You know the practice, up against the tough.
What, wait.
Not going to warn you again.
Stammering Lisa leaned against the car.
She felt the billy club up against her second joint.
come on spread them. Don't separate me the whore is shy.
hold, you don't understand.
Shut the fucking up. Barked O'Malley and backed it up with a solid poke in the ribs.

Another car pulled up. Hey O'Malley what you got now.
Just another Whore, looks like a greaser down from Taylor Street.
Fucking Wap's have no disgrace, coming down here selling their ass.
postponement, listen, Please, You don't………….
SMAAACK. Lisa took a whack to the head.
Told you to shut your cocotte mouth up.
A bootleg cap was pulled over her straits. They called it a"prolusion"toughie
used when they had to mitt out a little street justice to the brothers.

Hooded up against the car she felt the hands up and down her thigh's.
Then the hands were up and down across her breasts.
Hey Sarge, you sure you checked her good.
No, he laughed, you boys better check too.

Two solidifying of work force worked their way up and down her body.
Lisa was shaking, trembling. How could this happen, this is the police.
She tried to explicate but her plea's were only mumbles under the hood.
Her prostitute short pants and panties were ripped off. Then her pelage, top and bra.
She was au naturel except for the hood.

The two bull ran their helping hand all over her body.
This Bitch is shaking Sarge, you think the whore would be used to this.
She is young, still learning. Yea well she is gon na get a lesson today.
One cop squeezed her tits while the other pushed his fingers inside her.

Sarge, this one sweet piece of ass you found her.
Yea, she just walked mightily into me. Fucking prostitute's are not too smart.
Dumb fucking bitch, she is lucky the crony didn't slice her up.

Lisa was pulled across the alley.
The handcuff clicked tight on one carpus and then wrapped around an old pole
then the other carpus was fastened.

Ok, spread those pegleg. O'Malley grabbed her ass cheeks.
Lisa kicked out, struggling. NOOOOO she screamed under the hood.
AHHHHH. The nighttime stick rapped her ribs.
Bitch, spread those legs and maintain them there or I'll tornado some ribs
and have a go at it you with this stick around instead of my cock.

Lisa leaned forward handcuffed to the perch, au naturel, hooded in the dark alley.
O'Malley spread her cheeks. fountainhead boys, who is going first.
Lets flip for it Sarge. Ok.
low gear guy to only get white tie goes first.
Sarge slapped the Bitch Ass. That's the tail you get.

Oh, feel Sarge, the poor little Whore is shaking.
She should have got thought of that before she came into my district.
They all laughed and flipped their coins.

principal, Heads, nates.
Fuck You O'Malley, you are first again.
Yea sick of your squashy indorsement.
Boys you like it, fucking a pussy with my cum running out.

O'Malley squeezed her ass cheeks.
Gon na fuck this greaseball bitch good. She should sustain stayed up on Taylor Street
with the respite of the gumba's.

READY FOR SOME STREET Justice Department, harlot ?

Lisa started to displace her legs, her knee joint were buckling.
Bitch, I told you keep them spread wide, you won't like it if I have to improvise.
Sarge slapped the Bitch ass on each cheek.
facial expression at that boy, jiggle real nice. Like them RED.
seminal fluid on Sarge fuck her already, we are stiff already.
Yea fuck that pussy already.

To Be Continued